Ivory Stairs

<br>(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)<br>Blue master Thatcher got a well laid plan<br>to make himself a singularly self-made man<br>new Paris shirt, Ives Saint Laurent<br>you got everything that you want<br>Cats are runnin` to your candy coloured Chevrolet<br>comsume and comsume and the loser has to pay<br>the higher you climb, th deeper you go<br>talk about a change, nothing change so slow<br>Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhere<br>slipping on the first step, can`t get a good grip<br>climbing up the ivory stairs<br>The kid on the street with his aim to the ground<br>all those credit card conspiracies eating flesh by the pound<br>parlour-cum dance between the sun and the moon<br>they got you dancing to a gallow`s tune<br>Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhere<br>slipping on the first step, can`t get a good grip<br>climbing up the ivory stairs<br>Oh no, you`ve found the door<br>too late you found that you never got the key<br>oh no, in the confusion<br>don`t turn your weary eyes on me<br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------